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LE FEMME
Melissa.
15.
I spend way too much time writing, and i remember almost everything except quadratic formulas.

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signal fire.
♥ Tuesday, May 15, 2007 3:54 AM

today was fuuun.
went out with lizziepoopants and melissa my girlfr.
it was an embarrassing day, like stepping on a hot guy's foot...
like zomg.

our embarrassing moments:

ME

1.
COUNTER GUY : So would you like white wine or tomato sauce?
ME : HAH WHAT?

2.
COUNTER GUY : Would you like to pack it separate or together?
Me : Oh, yes.

I'm so blur i swear.

MELISSA TAY

1.
MELISSA : Hi, can I have..
COUNTER GUY : No, cannot.
MELISSA : Oh fine lah.

ELIZABETH

1.
COUNTER GUY : That would be six dollars and twenty cents.
ELIZABETH : (SPILLS A GAZILLION COINS ON THE TRAY) That's six dollars.


HAHAHA. Zomg. We played in spotlight too. Maaad girls. And we made a lot of noise in swensens. We played a disgusting game. One person closes her eyes and the rest dips fries in weird sauce combinations and puts it into her mouth. I got chocolate, tartar, chilli and god-knows-what, thank you very much. We bought skinny jeans too! And mood rings with our names. They're pretty.

Ah well.
Here's the pictures.







i told melissa, this is going on my blog.
she went NOOOOO!









that's all folks.

and to you,
i don't hate you, i hate your lies.
and the fact that you don't care.
if i'm not special to you,
then maybe...
just maybe..

i don't know.
you'd know who you are.